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wThe World is my Oyster |
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I've forgotten what it feels like to be normal.
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wTuesday, December 10, 2002 |
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What's the BIG deal with breasts, PART II
ok, so i just went through another revolution in the relationship with my breasts ( my boyfriend is an *ahem* aspiring illustrator ....and the constant mental comparing between his picture of perfection and myself i would do is what put/puts me through that ) BUT !! i have finally come to the conclusion that.....I like them. I really do. They are not gigantic, but they are not tiny either... WHATEVER THE CASE......there's really nothing you can do about them without taking drastic measures, so i dont wish to bother about it.
How did this topic come up?
ok, so yesterday, i think i was a total jerk. My friends and i were talking about one of my friend's possible future as a plastic surgeon, and her desires of some cosmetic procedures that she wanted to undergo herself. At which my special friend and i agreed that it was a rather dumb decision, because she's so beautiful as is. It's a pity she doesnt see herself the same way we see her.
At which i had a very enlightening conversation with my rather large-breasted special friend. I imagine it must have been very tough for her growing up with that kind of odd attention. To be a young adolescent and spark the hmmm....sexual? interest of some older, and not to say probably very perverse men must have been hard to combat. But to look at it from the other side of the perspective, we both agreed that it probably would have been just as hard growing up with small breasts and being mocked and ridiculed. I once knew these boys at this one church and they hated this one girl....and one day amidst their bickering they called her Mosquito-bite-chest. Of course, it was very funny, ( just the name, not the insult) but this of course, did some extensive damage to her ego, and she eventually got her breasts done. Which would have been fine, but her body rejected it ( for some people, it just doesnt work out) and now she's back at square one, 'cept with stretched saggy skin, and painful memories.
I guess my thoughts on plastic surgery are.... you gotta do whatcha gotta do to make yourself happy. No matter how many people tell you youre beautiful, if you dont feel that way inside, youre never going to see yourself as beautiful. Which doesnt mean you should go out there and get procedures done for everything you think is ugly or what not. I think that God made everybody beautiful ....its just that there's so much social distortion between real beauty and the standard of what makes someone beautiful....and that can get tough sometimes. Even Janet Jackson once said that although she felt beautiful inside, it was hard for her heart and the media to agree...and it eventually got the best of her. But now she loves herself for what she is, and that's that. So....just do what you gotta do. But Remember this ! to anybody who's ever been called "mosquito bite chest ! " You are beautiful, in every single way, and words can't get you down...."
posted by
Laura at 10:25 PM
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wMonday, December 09, 2002 |
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Schizotypal Behavior, or a case of mild Social Conditioning?
ok, so i was talking to my mermaid friend today about those strange creatures called boys. It couldnt be possible that all members of the male gender exhibit schizotypal behavior, so what's up with the sudden standoff-ish behavior in public? What on earth am i talking about? Well, i'm sure we've all noticed our boyfriends become a little less affectionate when out in public, which would be appropriate if you are an utter animal in private, but if that isnt the case, then maybe we've become unknowing victims of some good old social conditioning.
Now, i dont want to sound like a hypocrite. I'm not a big fan of PDA myself. But i do see a distinctive differentiation between a small gesture showing someone you love them and full-on making out with someone in public. Maybe i'm a little too affectionate, so i guess thats why i cant really understand why it bothers me so when i try to kiss my beau on the cheek and he shrugs away. I think it's because he's so affectionate in private, and its such a difference when we're out and about. I've talked to other guys about this, and they basically say that they are worried about " what other people will think". But why should that matter so much? i dunno.
i guess there's no where, really, to draw the line between a show of affection and offensive behavior, because it differs to everybody.
i think i shall resort to my frumpy glasses again. Somehow i feel they empower me. =)
posted by
Laura at 9:42 PM
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